All You Need Is Love.

The More Real You Get, The More Unreal Everything Else Is.

I Don't Believe In Yesterday, By The Way.

There's Nothing You Can Know That Isn't Known.

I Keep On Reading The Morning Star Newspaper To See If There's Any Hope, But It Seems To Be In The 19th Century; It Seems To Be Written For Dropped-out, Middle-aged Liberals.

People Asking Questions, Lost In Confusion, Well I Tell Them There's No Problem, Only Solutions.